Arrested for impersonating a powerful figure's girlfriend, but forced into a formal relationshi

After attending the wedding, I returned to Beijing.

As the Bentley crossed the border into Beijing, Yunmiao received a call from Xia Xixi.

Xia Xixi has been out of town with the film crew these past few days.

I rushed back yesterday to see Yunmiao briefly, then hurried back.

Yunmiao chatted with her on the phone.

"I'm going back to Florence tomorrow, so just stay there and don't even think about coming back."

Xia Xixi sighed on the other end of the line.

"You're moving too fast! Will I have to wait until your wedding to see you again?"

Yunmiao laughed and made a casual joke.

"Me getting married? You'll have to wait a long time."

"Oh," Xia Xixi teased her, "Why do I get the feeling... you seem pretty eager to get married?"

Yunmiao responded without a care in the world.

"Yes, I'm in a real hurry!"

After he finished speaking, both ends of the phone burst into laughter.

On the other side of the back seat, Sheng Yinian looked at the documents on his tablet.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, but spoke in a calm voice.

"Xu Chuan".

Xu Chuan, in the driver's seat, didn't ask a single question.

"Okay, Mr. Sheng."

Yun Miao was engrossed in chatting with Xia Xixi and didn't notice their conversation at all.

I don't know where all these topics came from, but we ended up chatting for more than half an hour.

She didn't hang up the phone until the car stopped and Sheng Yinian opened her side of the car door from the outside.

Stepping out of the car, I found myself in unfamiliar surroundings.

She looked around in confusion.

"here it is……"

Before he could finish speaking, his pupils suddenly dilated.

The three large characters "Civil Affairs Bureau" immediately came into view.

"Sheng Yunian, what... are we doing here?"

Sheng Yinian looked down at her, his tone calm.

"marry."

The two unexpected words left Yun Miao's mind blank.

She instinctively shrank back, trying to hide back in the car.

Sheng Yinian grabbed her wrist, preventing her from taking even half a step back.

"Isn't it in a hurry?"

Yun Miao instantly recalled the boastful words she had casually made up when she called Xia Xixi earlier.

She opened her mouth, wanting to explain that it was just a joke.

Sheng Yinian didn't give her a chance to speak.

He took her hand in his, his tone both indulgent and solemn.

"It was my oversight that I didn't realize sooner that my girlfriend wanted to get married."

After saying that, he looked to the side.

Butler Zhang appeared at the right moment, holding an exquisite ring box in his palm and handing it to him.

Sheng Yinian opened the box, took out the ring, held her hand, and steadily slipped it onto her ring finger.

The size fits perfectly.

After putting on the ring, he took her hand and walked towards the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Yunmiao panicked.

"Wait, wait... wait a minute, I don't have my ID card with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Butler Zhang stepped forward and respectfully handed over his identification.

"Ms. Yun, your ID card is here."

Yun Miao stared blankly at her ID, completely dumbfounded.

Before she could even raise her hand, Sheng Yinian had already taken it.

Yun Miao looked up at him, her mind racing, desperately trying to find an excuse.

"Then... I didn't wear the watch you gave me the first time!"

"Yes, Miss Yun."

Butler Zhang immediately handed over the watch.

Sheng Yinian took it, grasped her wrist, and slowly and carefully put it on for her.

Then he watched her quietly, as if waiting for her to speak again.

Yunmiao swallowed hard.

"But I'm not wearing my favorite brown shoes either. Today isn't formal at all."

"I'll get it right away."

Butler Zhang turned around in response and quickly retrieved a brown shoebox from the back of the car.

Sheng Yinian squatted down, put one arm around her waist, and let her sit on his lap.

He held her slender ankle in his palm and changed her into those brown shoes.

The two were extremely close, their breaths mingling, their eyes meeting.

Yunmiao's cheeks were flushed, and her heart was pounding wildly.

My brain completely shut down, and I managed to squeeze out one last reason.

"I haven't seen Uncle Pang, the goose, and the cassock all day. I want to go home and check on them first..."

"We're here! We're here!"

Old Pang excitedly pushed open the door of the Maybach and stepped out.

Behind them followed a large goose swinging its big neck, a majestic cassock, and the adorable An'an and Chuang Chuang.

Yunmiao watched as they emerged one by one from the car.

After holding it in for a while, I finally burst out laughing.

What else is inside this car?

She smiled and was about to get up to look when Sheng Yinian picked her up, hugged her, and carried her towards the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Sweetie, register first, then you can play."

The two figures entered the hall smoothly the instant.

Xu Chuan and Butler Zhang were completely exhausted.

The two of them sat down on the side of the road without any regard for their image.

Xu Chuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

He received the instructions in the car and was on edge the whole way.

I dare not drive fast or slow, for fear of getting stuck in traffic or taking the wrong turn. My hands are still trembling slightly.

Fortunately, the journey went smoothly.

Butler Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Half an hour ago, he received a list from his husband and quickly gathered everyone in Zijian Villa to prepare.

I'm afraid of missing something in the rush, and I'm also afraid of running out of time and not making it in time.

Especially when he found the ring that had been made long ago, he couldn't hold back his tears and it took him a full minute to finish.

Fortunately, everything is still in time.

The two only sat on the roadside for a minute before standing up and resuming their professional and composed demeanor.

Old Pang, with a goose and three dogs, stood in a neat row to the side.

Butler Zhang lifted his foot to walk over.

Old Pang quickly raised his hand.

"Hey, hey, don't come any closer!"

He proudly raised his chin.

"These are all on the list here."

"You know how valuable this list is, right?"

"Those were personally selected by the master; they are all Miss Yun's favorites. You should step aside."

Butler Zhang: "..."

Let him be smug this time since he's in a good mood.

Ten minutes later.

Yun Miao was led out of the hall by Sheng Yinian's hand, still feeling a little lightheaded.

A middle-aged man walked towards me with enthusiasm.

"Mr. Sheng, what brings you here? If it's convenient, please come upstairs and have a seat. I'll make you a pot of tea."

Sheng Yunian's expression was distant.

"I'm here with your wife to register, so I won't disturb you any longer."

Yunmiao's heart felt as if it had been scalded by two of those words.

lady.

This name is unfamiliar.

But it seems pretty good.

The middle-aged man was taken aback at first, but when his gaze fell on Yun Miao, he immediately smiled warmly.

Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Sheng! May you have a happy marriage and stay together forever.

Yunmiao smiled and politely replied, "Thank you."

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Next spring, the weather will be pleasant and the breeze will be gentle.

Yunmiao returned to China to complete her graduation procedures and held a low-key wedding with Sheng Yinian.

The entire wedding was conducted entirely according to Yunmiao's wishes.

Abandon all extravagance and pomp; embrace minimalism, tranquility, and purity.

Only two close relatives and friends were invited to the event, creating a warm, quiet, and fulfilling atmosphere with few attendees.

All the painstaking efforts of outsiders to curry favor, test, and fawn over him were completely shut out.

Three years later.

Yun Jincheng was returning from a business trip when he passed through Shangjing, but he didn't leave immediately.

He got into a taxi and stopped in front of a black wrought iron gate embedded in a blue brick wall.

After he rang the doorbell, someone came out to verify his identity and led him through a gravel path.

After passing a screen wall, the view suddenly opened up.

The elegant and tranquil three-courtyard layout is well-arranged, with covered walkways connecting the entire courtyard.

The staff on duty under the corridor recognized him at a glance and quickly came to greet him.

"Mr. Yun, please have a seat in the tea room. Teacher Yun is currently dealing with an urgent matter."

Yun Jincheng smiled.

"No need, I'll just look around here."

He stopped in the corridor, his gaze falling through the clear glass into the warm and inviting restoration room.

Yun Miao was bending over in front of a half-meter square fragment of an ancient painting.

She wore a simple work uniform, her long hair was neatly tied up, and she held a hair-thin repair brush between her fingertips.

With the pen tip lightly suspended and the force extremely light and steady, I meticulously repair damaged lines and reconnect broken ink strokes.

I was completely immersed in a tranquility that no one else could disturb.

Yun Jincheng leaned against the pillar, his gaze gently falling on his daughter, without making a sound to disturb her.

A few minutes later, a man in a suit barged in but was stopped by the security personnel.

"I came to see your teacher, Mr. Yun. The ancient landscape painting he sent for restoration last month has completely wrong ink layers, and the perspective and realism are all mixed up. I came here specifically today to retrieve the original for a reassessment!"

The noise entered the room, but Yunmiao was completely unaffected.

The brush tip rests steadily on the silk, patiently waiting for the ink to naturally diffuse and settle to its optimal state.

After a moment, once the brushstrokes were finished and the ink had settled, she gently put down the brush, her movements calm and relaxed.

"Let him in."

The man was let in, but he didn't look too good.

"Teacher Yun, the layering of the ink painting after your restoration is obviously off-center, and the perspective is not clear. As someone who does cultural relic assessment, I have to be responsible for the people I hand over the work to."

Yunmiao glanced at the scroll in his hand.

"Open it and let me see."

The man slowly unfurled the scroll on the wooden table.

Yunmiao's gaze slowly swept across the screen, her tone indifferent.

"When this painting was delivered, the fiber structure of three water stains had already been damaged."

"We marked this item in the assessment report issued before the repair."

"The current blurring of layers is not due to a failure in the restoration process, but rather a normal physical phenomenon caused by the natural shrinkage of the silk fibers and the subsequent settling of the ink after the old water stains have dried. This is an irreversible damage to the original artifact."

"The repair records and test images are all available; you can retrieve them for comparison if needed."

She pulled a folder from the side of the desk, opened it, and pushed it in front of him.

The man picked up the report and found that it indeed contained this entry.

He stared at the report, reading it word by word, but couldn't find a single flaw.

I didn't expect this young girl to be so meticulous in everything she does.

After looking at it for a while, he had to close the folder.

"Alright, I'll go back and take another look."

He rolled up the scroll, took a step back, and turned to leave.

Yunmiao walked back to the fragment of the ancient painting, picked up her brush, returned to the spot where she had stopped, and began to write again.

Yun Jincheng, standing under the eaves, quietly watched the entire process.

Looking at her daughter's professional, composed, and unflappable demeanor, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and she was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

Unassuming and unpretentious, yet possessing inner strength and profound wisdom.

Unbeknownst to him, his daughter had grown up to be so insightful and radiant.

In the evening, Yun Jincheng returned to Zijian Villa with his daughter.

His heart was always filled with this feeling of being moved and gratified.

Until... the sound of a vehicle engine came from the yard.

One second his daughter was calmly chatting with him on the sofa, the next she jumped up and ran into the courtyard.

"Sheng Yinian, quickly carry me to the peach grove."

Sheng Yunian got out of the car.

He took off his watch and cufflinks and tossed them into the car.

He kicked the car door shut and caught his wife as she ran towards him.

Her cheeks flushed from running, and she leaned back in his arms, her voice full of joy.

"On the tallest tree in the peach grove, the tip of one of the peaches has turned red."

"Just the right size to bite."

"Quickly, carry me to bite it."

Sheng Yinian's eyes held an obvious smile as he patiently listened to his wife finish speaking.

He bent down and kissed her forehead, then picked her up and walked towards the peach grove.

"There's another one in that tree over there, didn't you see it?"

"Really? That's great! Let's go, let's go, I'm going to have two today!"

At the main building entrance, Yun Jincheng stood in the twilight, watching this scene: "..."

What about his calm, insightful, and capable daughter?

A gentle evening breeze and soft twilight.

From the peach grove in the distance, clear and melodious laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Sheng Yinian, you're putting me on a pedestal."

"Lower it a bit."

"Just a little lower."

"Wow, this peach tip is so sweet!"

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